Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

His eyes turned scarlet. He clutched Gwendolyn’s wrist, not noticing that he was gripping her so tightly that her skin was turning pale.

Cedrick shoved him away, wrapped Gwendolyn in his arms, and massaged her wrist.

Gwendolyn sighed. Her tone was stern as she said, “You acted rashly tonight, Treyton. I understand how you must be feeling, but I don’t agree with you giving away fifteen percent of the company’s shares to the Newton family.”

Treyton gaped at her in disbelief. “For all your talk about being sisters with Jennifer, you won’t even save her when she’s in trouble. When have you become so unfeeling, Gwendolyn?”

“Me, unfeeling?”

Gwendolyn was incredulous. Her rage began to boil.

As Treyton had had a traumatic night, she did her best to remain patient. “I don’t want to hold a grudge against somebody who can’t think straight. We’ll talk about this tomorrow.”

Treyton’s gaze grew cold.

Everything that had happened at the party had lost him his wits. “I’ll do it myself if you won’t. My shares, my call.”

He turned to go, but Gwendolyn had enough. Done with coddling him, she dashed forward and slapped him across the face.

Smack!

The crisp slap echoed in the air.

As she had used her full strength, Treyton’s face tilted to the side, and a red imprint of her hand appeared instantly on his cheek. He stared at her, dumbstruck.

Cedrick, too, was stunned. He remained rooted to the spot.

Massaging his stinging cheek, Treyton fumed, “How dare you hit me, Gwendolyn?”

Faced with his accusatory glare, Gwendolyn raised her chin defiantly.

“I’m not hitting you as your little sister but as the head of the Harris family. Now would you calm down? Can you listen to me?”

She looked stern, like the head of the family she was.

was fuming, he did not

some control, she continued, “You’re a smart man, Treyton. I’ll give you some time to cool down and reflect on your actions. Before you think things through, you’re not allowed to get

disbelief. He gazed at her, somewhat hurt. “Are you placing me under house arrest,

under house arrest? Think of it as grounding. It’s your

Gwendolyn turned to address Cedrick. “Could you marshal some men who aren’t on active duty to surround this villa? I don’t want even an

decisively. “Very well,

single one of them with batons. You

to that, she would still be

everybody must obey me with no exceptions. If you won’t, we’re going to the ancestral hall and I will have you tried according to our family law. Feel free to test me, but don’t expect me to go easy

“You think I’m scared of

beaten up so severely that you pass out and spend the next two weeks in bed. By then, you would only be able to watch the broadcast

jaw clenched. He refused

her arm around Cedrick’s,

departing, she turned around and said, “Call me when you’ve calmed down

Treyton watched as she

the car did

orderly march of footsteps sounded. The smart-looking soldiers surrounded the villa as if they

strike first instead. Forced back into

house did

Inez showed up early the following morning at her office at Mossey

through with Kieran, their relationship had lost some of its stiffness. Though far from being on good terms, they would exchange a greeting when

secretary had taken

to spend the following

manager of the HR department arrived with the new secretary and knocked on Inez’s

in,” she said without taking her attention off the documents

the two

an imposing poise and a handsome face. He had a presence that

so

secretary’s resume on her table. “This candidate

grunted in response, engrossed in typing. She did not look

to be made one week in advance with the exception of special circumstances. You cannot arrive at the office later than me. When I come in in the morning, I expect a fresh cup of coffee on my desk…”

nodded.